In this dream you are the brightest star, on a clear summer's night. You are as good as gold. Your eyes are like two diamonds, sparkling in the evening sky. You are as beautiful as a rose. Yet the rose is not as beautiful as you, degrading the gold beauty of your hair. But ! I love it when you wear that sexy skirt. Sometimes I wish you could take me to heaven. You are as graceful as a dolphin. First like, love, then loss . I would hope that one day I would hold you, and hope that I will never loose you. You smell as sweet as pink roses. You are as smooth as silk. Please Take me heaven, Gold, Gold, Gold.
Reason for writing:
Miss told me to !
Dedicated to "Gold".
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